The first morning in the motel room and the girls are gone! Again. The men are taking a well deserved rest, enjoying that hotel bed that someone else makes.
The Doubletree had great rooms, a living room foyer with a pullout and a separate bedroom, ideal for managing getting the kiddies to sleep. The bed was a real post bed, not the pad on a box that victimize most hotels. However they never seem to really detail the place, there were dustbunnies in out of the way spaces, and other artefacts that passed level 1 cleaning, not that big a deal. Not when we had a corner room looking out over Plymouth Meeting, and Dave & Busters to unleash coin banditry on. Apparently the kids mark their space within the first few minutes as Caryn commented on how our room smelled like a motel room for about 5 minutes, and dirty diapers soon after.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
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